I haven't updated on potty training lately, but recently Michael has made some progress. Last week, my mom announced that Michael is officially potty trained. Then, she clarified her declaration. He's potty trained if he is naked.
Michael has been so resistant to wearing underpants that I stopped trying for a little while. With his naked potty training progress and his agreeable mood this weekend, I decided to give them another try. I pulled out two pairs and asked Michael if he wanted wear T Rex on his butt or Stegosaurus. He picked T Rex (of course) and let me put the underpants on without a fight. I was impressed. I explained that it was like being naked, and that if he needed to go potty he could ask for help, or go by himself if he wanted.
Not 10 minutes later, a naked Michael walked in to tell Andy he had used the potty. Andy lumped on the praise and helped him get the underwear back on. Then, he sent Michael to tell me what he had done so I could add some extra praise. Success!
About an hour later Michael and I were in the basement playing Wii when he disappeared into the closet. You know, his poop closet. Oh no. This is not what I was hoping for. I asked Michael if he needed to go up to the potty. NO! I asked if he needed a diaper. NO! I opened the door to find Michael peeing through his underwear and down his leg. Sigh.
I played it cool, but not too cool. I didn't want to freak him out for having an accident, but I wanted him to understand that peeing in his underwear wasn't the desirable outcome either. I'm going to get another potty and put it in the closet and then we'll try the underwear experience again.
When I checked in with my mom I explained what happened. He did the same thing to her. He goes in the potty if he's naked, but if he's in underwear, he pees in them instead. It's progress, but it's not practical.